The reincarnation of transmigration is king

While the two of them were talking, they heard the sound of shouting from the school field, and they knew that someone was competing in martial arts.

Luo Ming hadn't moved his hands and feet for many days, and he felt a little itchy when he heard the movement, so he invited Liu Xi to go to the school grounds to have a look.

The imperial guard battalion practiced every day, as long as the soldiers who were not on duty would go to the school grounds to practice.At this time, there were quite a few people on the school field, those who lined up for training were in the middle, and those who sparred were all in front of the weapon rack on the west side of the school field.

Luo Ming and the two leaned over and squeezed into the crowd of soldiers forming a circle.

The two people inside were fighting lively, and one of them was a tall, black and strong man with an ax in his hand, and he was greeting a young man with a whistling wind.The boy was only sixteen or seventeen years old, and he looked fair and clean, with a bit of a woman's appearance.

The boy was obviously lost, and was forced back again and again by the black and strong man. The single knife in his hand could not bear the weight of the axe, and the two weapons collided together, causing a strong "噗噐" earthquake.The young man's tiger's mouth was bleeding from the shock, he gritted his teeth and refused to admit defeat, his big eyes were filled with grievance and unwillingness, and there were two bags of tears in his eye sockets, he was holding back to prevent them from falling, making him look even more attractive delicate and charming.

The black burly man was obviously playing tricks on him, he swung his ax round, and hit the young man's single knife with great force, and said half-truthfully, "Be soft, and befriend me, Zhao Meng from now on. , in this guard camp, no one will dare to bully you anymore!"

Seeing that he was in a state of embarrassment, the young man became even angrier. With a loud shout, he rushed up and chopped him down like he was dying.

Zhao Meng didn't dodge either, and waited for the young man to get close to him before blocking him with the axe. When he dodged and made a wrong step, he grabbed the young man with his long arm and hugged the young man into his arms. With a single knife and a fork in his mouth, he grinned loudly, "Come, come, come, little beauty, let my brother kiss you."

The surrounding soldiers laughed loudly, the boy's face was flushed with embarrassment, and the tears could no longer be held back, and rolled down in a rustle.

Zhao Meng was just joking at first, and didn't really want to kiss him.But as soon as he hugged the young man's soft body, an indescribably good smell in his arms made him feel distracted. He looked down and saw the young man's face was blushing, his long eyelashes were soaked with tears, and there were a few crystal teardrops hanging tremblingly. .

Zhao Meng's body suddenly felt a wave of heat, and he bent down like a ghost, and moved close to the boy's face, with his mouth stretched forward, ready to kiss him.

Luo Ming secretly said: "Too bad." Everyone was only focused on booing, and didn't see that the young man's knife was already against his stomach. If Zhao Meng really kissed him in front of so many people, the young man would immediately give himself a big blow. Ripper.

What a strong temper!

It's not too outrageous for men to make such a joke, just to be kissed is to die?

Without thinking too much, Luo Ming picked up a white wax rod from the weapon shelf, walked up quickly, and shook his hand against Zhao Meng's wrist. The white wax rod was made of tough material and had a certain degree of elasticity. On his right wrist, he said "Ouch", and almost let go of the ax in his hand, howled, "Who! Which bastard dares to ruin Grandpa's good deeds?"

When Zhao Meng was distracted, the boy quickly wrestled out of his arms, raised his knife and slashed.

Zhao Meng said angrily, "You're fucking endless!" But he didn't fight back, he just dodged and got out of the way of the young man's knife.

The young man slashed wildly but failed to hit Zhao Meng. Knowing that he was not his opponent, it would only be more embarrassing if he stayed. He stomped his feet, turned around and ran towards the camp.

Zhao Meng stared in the direction of the young man for a long time, turned around and screamed strangely, and rushed towards Luo Ming, "Let you meddle in your mother's business!"

Luo Ming wanted to explain, but Zhao Meng didn't even allow him to say anything, with a fierce face, he swung his ax and slashed.

Luo Ming hurriedly jumped to the side, dodged the axe, and before landing, the white wax rod in his hand had already been thrown towards Zhao Meng's throat.

Luo Ming doesn't know any tricks, his skills are all obtained by his hard work, and he has fought in countless big and small hand-to-hand battles in his previous life.The guys in his hands are not ostentatious, and his moves must be killer moves, steady, accurate, and ruthless, and go straight to the most vulnerable part of the human body.

Zhao Meng took a step back, tapped his toes on the ground, stood up and slashed fiercely at Luo Ming.He was also in a hurry, and he didn't know why, was it because he didn't kiss the boy, or because he cried when he saw him, anyway, his heart was like a cat scratching, it was very messy.Now he is full of bird anger, and he wants to find a place to vent it.

Chopping, chopping, chopping, Zhao Meng became ruthless, and used all his strength to chop Luo Ming to the ground with an axe.

Luo Ming is not a good stubble either, and his skills are more flexible than Zhao Meng's. He circled around him, and a white wax pole made it dance like a silver snake. A white shadow surrounded his head, gradually disappearing even the sun.There was a sudden turmoil under his feet, Zhao Meng stumbled and hurriedly shielded his chest with his axe.Luo Ming had quick eyesight and quick hands, half a step ahead of him, and the white wax rod hit Zhao Meng's stomach before the axe.

Zhao Meng snorted in pain, scolded his mother, and squatted on the ground clutching his stomach.

The onlookers burst into excitement, and many people in the crowd shouted, Zhao Meng is one of the most famous masters in the imperial guard camp, Luo Ming is the first one who can beat him to the ground in recent years.

"Good trick! This is someone from Which Wei, why haven't I seen it before?"

Luo Ming wandered around the camp all morning, and many people had already seen him. He pretended to be surprised and said, "You don't know him? This is our second prince from Dongli. I heard that Habayashi Guard is on duty!"

"Second prince? That prince who was deposed a few days ago? That pustule, waste, who likes to fuck men's ass?"

"Hey! Are you tired of living? How dare you say that, and so loudly!"

"Hey, I just don't look like it. Look at the way he beat Zhao Meng just now. It's so clean. It's useless to be as lustful as people say."

"That's right, I'm wondering too. It seems that rumors are just rumors, and most of them are false, so don't trust them..."

Liu Xi was also taken aback. He had heard a lot about the Second Prince.Tyrannical, cruel, ignorant, in short, there is not a nice word.He had just talked to Luo Ming for a long time. Luo Ming behaved kindly, easy-going, and without airs. Liu Xi had changed his opinion of him, and now he couldn't help but respect him even more.

They are military generals, it is their nature to use force to win, and the strong will always be their unconditional admiration.

There was a lot of chaos, and the application time came soon, and it was Luo Ming's turn to be on duty.

Speaking of fate, Luo Ming, Zhao Meng, and that young man are all Habayashi Zuowei.Like Luo Ming, Zhao Meng was a sixth-rank captain, and that young man was a recruit named Mi Yingjie who had only entered the Habayashi Guard for three months.

Mi Yingjie has just turned 16 this year. He looks pretty and fair, like a big girl. When he enters the military camp full of rough men, he will inevitably be teased by words. Mi Yingjie is also arrogant and serious. He has a stubborn personality, and when people tease him, he blushes and scolds others. At first everyone gave way to the child, but as time passed, it became a contest and drill that was half teaching and half teasing the child.

Habayashi Zuowei guarded the south side of the imperial city, that is, the main gate. Sixteen soldiers stood up in the gate, and then went inside, and entered the city gate. There were 200 soldiers standing on the two wings of the city wall, one for each zhang.The remaining 100 people stood on the stone steps leading to the Yongtai Hall where the emperor went to court, with a post every nine steps.

The same is standing guard, you can also steal and play tricks.

For example, in summer, everyone wants to go into the gate of the city to cool off and not have to bask in the sun, but in winter it is just the opposite, everyone is reluctant to enter the gate. When a small wind blows, if you stand for three hours, you will become dry.

Those who came out to stand guard with Luo Ming were all veterans who had been around for many years. No one wanted to stand in the doorway when the winter and spring were handed over and the cold wind was blowing.Those who were squeezed into the door openings to stand at this season were either recruits or those who were not welcome in the guard camp.

Luckily, Luo Ming was divided among the sixteen people standing in the doorway.

Everyone looked at him, wanting to see how the prince of Dongli Kingdom would stand for three hours.The most curious ones were Zhao Meng and Mi Yingjie. Zhao Meng was waiting to see Luo Ming's jokes. It took a while for recruits to get used to standing guard, let alone a prince.Mi Yingjie was just curious, he was grateful to Luo Ming, and worried more about him.

Luo Ming looked calmly, staring ahead, with a scimitar across his waist, standing upright like a javelin.This is actually not difficult for every student who has gone to school in modern times. When entering high school or university, who has not been trained in the military for two days, military posture is the most basic necessary skill.

Time passed slowly, and people's jaws were about to drop.

One hour, you can still say that Luo Ming is putting on a show, two hours, you can still say that he is swollen to look fat, but three hours...

For three hours, Luo Ming didn't even move, he just stood upright against the unwarmed winter weather and the strong westerly wind.

During the changing of the guard, Luo Ming moved his body, ignored the whispers around him, followed the soldiers through the Xuanwu Gate on the north side of the imperial city, and returned to the imperial guard camp.

After handing over his badge, he went to the stove and snatched two thick-faced steamed buns from a group of wolf-like men, scooped a spoonful of broth in a black porcelain bowl, squatted in the corner of the tent, and started eating.

An object was thrown head-on, Luo Ming picked it up and realized it was a steamed bun.Looking up in the direction, Zhao Meng swung his fist twice at him, and then threw another steamed bun.

Luo Ming smiled, took a bite of the steamed bun unceremoniously, Zhao Meng glared at him, turned around and walked to Mi Yingjie's side, and said with a shy smile: "Brother Ying, I have a piece of roast meat here for you to eat! "

While talking, Zhao Meng's hand had already reached into his bosom, and out of nowhere he found a piece of black, red, oily meat, and handed it into Mi Yingjie's soup bowl.

Mi Yingjie's face was flushed again, and he said angrily: "Get out!" He put his bowl on Zhao Meng's bowl, stood up and kicked him, turned his head and ran away.

Zhao Meng laughed silly twice, rubbed his calf, stacked the two bowls together, and ate Mi Yingjie's leftover soup inside.